Ah— [He glances away briefly, but he's assured that he hasn't insulted Tezcatlipoca.] Well, that makes sense. You don't want to make it obvious who you are until your reveal your true form at the most dramatic opportunity. Not that you aren't impressive now, just, well, like any other guy. Who knows how to dress.

[All those myths about gods and kings disguising themselves to mingle amongst the common people don't dwell on how unimpressive they look while in cognito. We'll, at least this guy remains as stunning as he would as a god.]

That's a big domain. ["Obsidian" doesn't sound like a thing people would worship, judging by the religions of Exandria. People use symbols to worship gods, but even disregarding that, Tezcatlipoca covers a lot.] Are you the only one covering the night? Or are you saying someone else is helping you there?

[He crosses his arms and leans closer, smiling in response to the coy smirk.] I hope this doesn't mean there's someone more beautiful handling your work.

[...No comment on the last part. Is he dating a war god? Should he be worried? Does he mean "conflict" as in chaos or something more noble?]